Lasharam (prime)

Lasharam Nightfall Created by Lasharam's player using ChatGPT AI I love it when a plan comes together Race Half-elf Culture Vaalor Dragach Class Ranger Profession Pioneer Northern Trapper Religion Ronan Affiliation(s) Willow Hall Disposition Laidback Flaw Drinking and smoking Greatest Strength Drinking and smoking Greatest Weakness Women Habits Drinking and smoking Hobbies Hunting, trapping, fishing Loyalties None Best Friend My pet Spouse That's funny Loved One Maybe for another time Children Ha, none that I know of

Created by Lasharam's player using ChatGPT AI

Appearance

You see Pioneer Lasharam Nightfall the Northern Trapper.
He appears to be a Half-Elf.
He appears to be a young. He has green eyes and tanned skin. He has shoulder length, amber hair.

He is holding an elven long bow.
He is wearing a brown woolen greatcloak fastened with an iron warcat medallion. A six-buttoned taupe tweed waistcoat, a brown leather cigar sling, a woodland camouflage leather quiver inlaid with tree-shaped green cinderstones, a stylized gold warcat pendant, an ivory-paneled eisenruck with a black iron frame, some iron-riveted dark blue brigandine, a flannel shirt, a leath-etched slender faenor ring, a threadbare muslin sack, an old ivory-embroidered pouch, a long minotaur hunting horn, a pair of soft green wool trousers, a lion skin dagger sheath, and some dark leather boots with faenor buckles.

A mountain falcon circles around him.

Background

Lasharam hails from the remote and frostbitten town of Icemule Trace and lives a life shaped by solitude and the rugged demands of the frontier. With his piercing green eyes and wild, untamed features, he carries a physical presence that echoes his connection to the untamed lands around him. Though he possesses the elegance and longevity of his elven heritage, it is the rough, resilient nature of his human side that truly defines him. He is a man of few words and fewer ties, preferring the quiet solitude of the wilderness to the bustling noise of civilization.

His mountain falcon, always perched nearby, is more than a companion—it’s a reflection of his love for freedom and the wilds. Together, they roam the harsh landscapes of the northern realms, with Lasharam’s keen senses guiding them through forests and snowy cliffs alike.

Despite his reclusive nature, Lasharam is a man with vices. He is often found smoking cigars or puffing on his pipe, savoring the quiet moments with a strong drink in hand—whether whiskey, ale, or something even stronger. When he’s not up in Pinefar, you’ll find him in the wilds, firing his trusty bow at the creatures who dare wander too close to his domain.

As a follower of Ronan, the god of the hunt and strength, Lasharam’s connection to the wilds is deeply spiritual. Ronan’s tenets of survival, personal strength, and mastery over the wilderness resonate with Lasharam’s way of life. His reverence for Ronan is not shown through grand rituals or public displays of faith, but through the quiet act of living in harmony with nature—honoring the god’s teachings with each successful hunt, every day he spends tracking through the snow, and each challenge he overcomes in the untamed expanse of the frontier.

For Lasharam, life is about the balance between solitude and survival, honor and self-reliance. He may not seek glory or recognition, but in the wilderness, he finds something far more valuable— freedom.

History

My past is not for you. The less you know about my past, the better.

Significant Items

Scotch... and my meerschaum pipe.

Writings

Writing is for people not doing anything.